"What if we're sure of that?" Officer Twilight asked again. "Even if the time of the crime is confirmed, it is difficult for us to determine who the murderer is, right? After all, there are so many audiences......"

"If it really doesn't work, we can adjust the song in question to the end of the show, and then modify the show to be played by Domoto-sensei—" Kogoro Mori's response was rather simple and crude. "It may be a little rude, but I want to ...... in a hurry."

"If you can be sure of your reasoning, of course that's okay," Domoto waved from behind them—the former master pianist, now a master organist, was slowly walking towards them. "But can you really be held accountable for your reasoning? Not every seemingly seamless reasoning is ultimately correct. ”

"So all of this is just a theoretical stage," Fei Yingli said very calmly in the face of Domoto's criticism. "Rest assured, if our reasoning is incorrect, it is probably impossible to find out the relationship between the four of them and these three songs, then we will naturally continue to follow the original plan, so you don't have to worry too much about the interference we may cause."

…………

Unknown place.

When I opened my eyes, it was pitch black, and I didn't give any meaningful information to the visual owner.

Hurt...... This is the only thought after Reiko Akiwa regains consciousness.

The broken leg seemed to be on some point slightly higher than her body, probably because of the poor blood flow, and she only felt a feeling of swelling in her leg.

And beyond that...... It is a burning sensation from the back of the neck.

[That's right...... I was asked out in the name of Hikaru Soma's father, and suddenly I didn't know anything...... Is this kidnapping? 】

There was a cold, hard touch coming from behind...... Is it a sheet metal surface, is it in some kind of sheet metal room?

Thinking like this, Reiko Akiwa tried to move her hands, only to find that the movement of one of them was restrained, accompanied by the same cold touch and ...... The sound of chains colliding?

"Ah......" Just when Reiko Akiwa was still a little stunned as to what was going on, she heard a girl's moan in her ears. Then, her chained hand was pulled in the direction from which the moan came.

"Ahh

……

30 minutes before the concert starts.

"There's no news yet," the person in charge explained to Domoto with a frustrated wave. "If this continues......"

"Then re-edit 'Amazing Grace' to perform as Lala," Domoto said, with a grim face, glancing at Chigusa Lara, who was already dressed up and ready to show off her talent in front of the maestro who were present at the concert. "There should be no problem, right?"

"Teacher, please rest assured," Chigusa Lala bowed slightly. "I'm also prepared for this song, and I will definitely be able to sing it better than Sister Reiko."

But just as she said this, she noticed a flash of gloom in Domoto's eyes.

What's wrong?

Chigusa Lara wondered if she had said something bad about herself—but...... Could it be that he said something wrong, could it be that he thinks he is not as good as Sister Relianzi, so he feels that he is talking big?

"You always have to remember that if you want to sing better than a person, then you are not thinking about the soul of a musician, but about the vulgar and narrow thinking of a money-worshipping singer." Domoto waved his gaze at Chigusa Lala's expression with an unusually stern expression. "Music is not used to seduce and flatter the obscene voices of the vulgar, but to be sung in prayer as human beings ask questions about God. If you use good sounds as a criterion, who are you asking questions, are you searching this musical path in order to get a stupid answer? ”

"Yes......" Chigusa Lara realized what she had done wrong - Domoto-sensei was notoriously an idealist, so he valued the "otherworldliness" of music more than anyone else.

Amazing Grace, for example, was written by John Newton, a former slave ship captain, after he repented and became a priest. The theme of the aria is "repentance, thanksgiving, atonement, and rebirth", and such a pious topic is indeed not something that should be delivered to the audience, but rather to let the audience observe their own voice to God.

Or maybe she herself looks down on those pop singers, right? Maybe some of them have a good level of music, but most of them are self-proclaimed singers...... I'm afraid that I didn't even clean up a single note in a sound area and came out to be embarrassed, right?

[Bel canto singing has very strict aesthetic requirements for the voice, and popular singing is ...... As long as it satisfies the audience, it is considered a success, and catering to the needs of the audience trumps the purity of skill. The mentality of the group of singers of the 90s conservative bel canto masters watching pop...... Roughly the same as the feeling of VBS3 military users looking at Battlefield or Call of Duty players who claim that their games are hardcore simulations? (Of course, if compared to more magical games, it is indeed relatively hardcore) a natural, condescension]

"All in all, let's prepare," Domoto softened his face a little after seeing Chigusa Rara's apology, and looked at Yamane Ziyin who was playing the violin. "The world's top piano is already in your hands, and I hope to see that you do get a different piano, not a garbage that is no different from ordinary goods."

"Yes!" Yamane Ziyin hurriedly expressed his determination.

The concert is about to begin.

……

"Sister Reiko, don't move ...... yet" Hotaru reluctantly rode on Reiko Akida's body, groping for something in the darkness - although this space is very long, it is also a little narrow, so if Hotaru wants to use her sense of touch to perceive the surrounding environment, she can only ride on the other party's body. It seems to be a ...... Coffin-like containers. ”

"Can you not use such an unlucky adjective," Reiko Akiwa frowned slightly. "By the way, what happened?"

"We've been attacked," Hotaru tapped the wall of the enclosed space they were in, making a thin metallic sound. "Attacked from behind with a stun baton, I only saw a suit sleeve, not a face."

"Thin metalskin, at least we're certainly not in the coffin, but ......," said Reiko Akiwa after a pause before continuing. I heard the sound of the water, and the sound of the water slapping against the boat - it looked like we were locked up in a boat. ”